" It's an old piece. You wouldn't believe how old."Anna looked at the way everything had been pushed back from the floor. Something clicked deep in he... mind. "Kalliste, were you dancing?"Kalliste looked down, nodding."Alone?" Some dances are best done alone, Anna." But... why?"Kalliste shrugged. "It's in my blood." She sighed and sat on the table in the corner of the room. "Crete, dance, life, they're all entwined. Let me tell you a story."The land of your birth is always your Home; no matter. I took a quick pic on my phone then stifled my giggles. After a quick face wash and teeth brushing, I made my way downstairs for some breakfast. It was tradition for a girl named Tessa to cook breakfast on Friday morningsas her affinity was Cooking. There was enough bacon, waffles, eggs, oatmeal, fruit, drinks and veggies to feed a family of 104. Girls grabbed their food and thanked Tessa. Thanks, Tessa. Looks delicious, I smiled at her. Youre welcome. I hope you get your affinity soon, she. I just feel different.”“I think you’ve mellowed a little since I met you.”“Are you saying I was a stick in the mud when we first met?”“I’m saying you were a lot more formal,” he said, gently.“Aren’t I supposed to be formal? Isn’t that what a high profile prosecutor is supposed to be?”“Maybe as a high profile prosecutor, sure. But you’re not a prosecutor every second of the day. There’s no reason you shouldn’t be able to wear jeans and go bowling, or get a hot dog, or wear fingernail polish.. Martina being the most uninhibited one of the bunch, dancing wildly and falling all over her partners, accidentally on purpose. There was a lot of table hopping so we were never sure where anybody was at any particular moment. Dot was close to Karen all evening and I had noticed them getting touchy-feely with each other. I lost sight of them and figured they were either dancing or in the bar...or, I was hoping, in the lady's room getting physical. It was not obvious to anyone else, but.